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Sample Story: Eating Out

It happened in such a stupid way. Stupid, but kind of romantic too.

My husband and I had gone out to dinner to celebrate our anniversary. It was a real swish place, you know the kind. Six sets of cutlery, chandeliers and waiters in starched suits with permanently turned-up noses. We'd really splashed out, having ordered oysters as an entrée, and helping ourselves to a very expensive bottle of red.

The dessert arrived, and I'd ordered my favorite - chocolate mousse. We had been laughing together languidly, happy with each other's company, and then Ben had asked me to take off my wedding ring. I'd hesitated at first, but then he said he wanted to place it on my finger, just like that day four years ago, and I smiled and did as he asked.

It was such a nice moment, but then his fingers slipped as he was about to push it onto my finger, and the shiny gold band bounced off the pristine white tablecloth and onto the floor.

"Don't worry, I'll get it," Ben said, surveying the carpet. "It must have gone under the table." Before I knew it he'd disappeared, sliding under the floor-length tablecloth in seconds.

"Have you found it?" I asked, and then caught my breath as I felt his hand trace its way underneath my skirt and up my thigh. "What are you doing?" I whispered urgently, looking around the restaurant to see if anyone was looking. The relatively small number of diners seemed to be uninterested, and the waiters were all in the kitchen.

Ben didn't reply. Instead he pushed my skirt up to my waist, and his fingers began to pry my panties to the side. My heart was thudding, but I was instantly turned on by what he was doing. I tried to unobtrusively slide down in my seat, opening my legs and giving Ben better access. I couldn't believe he was doing this, especially here in this uptight restaurant. Part of me wanted him to stop, fearful of the embarrassment of being caught. At the same time, I was eager to see what he'd do next. I couldn't believe how wet I'd suddenly become...

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